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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Mirror, Mirror

Scar
by ~AnnaMariaDeMari




Get out
No more chances
Promises, promises
Take your sweet words and choke on them
We're done

Too late
Save the tears to water your lawn
I've cried too much, too long
Without you, babe
I'm strong